Can't get past it?

Yu Wentai couldn't help but clench his fists.

This bastard! knew that he was as uncomfortable as a cat scratching his heart, but he refused to see him, and teased him like this.

He caught up and raised his fist to beat him vigorously: "You kid! You can't meet Ah Ying before the wedding! What are you fooling about, don't give me back! ”

Seeing that the little maid next to her was dumbfounded, she thought, it turned out that it was true that they had secretly gathered together a few days ago to discuss and giggle.

It's not just Ah Ying who can beat his fists at Childe.

Yu Wentai flexibly restrained her hand this time, and coaxed in a good voice: "Ah Xiang, I'll just go over and take a look, and I'll come out after a look." ”

"You're crazy! It's not that I haven't seen Ah Ying before, why can't I wait for these hours!! He couldn't beat him anymore, so he stomped his feet in anger.

Yu Wentai raised his eyes to look at the screen, and deliberately said loudly: "She provoked me." If I don't subdue her, where will my husband be in the future? ”

After finishing speaking, he left the He clan and walked in regardless of it, and walked outside the bead curtain of the Dongyue Gate, and suddenly heard Ran Ying speak,

"Atai."

Yuwentai raised his face and looked arrogant: "Don't beg me, if you beg me again, I'll go over now!" ”

"Atai." Ran Ying's voice is particularly gentle and nice, "Shall I sing you a song?" ”

Yu Wentai was stunned.

I've known her for so long, and I've never heard her sing.

Her singing voice is light and soft, and she sings the lyrics of folding willows.

I am sad in my belly, and I am willing to be a horsewhip. Go in and out of Lang's arms, and sit on his knees.

Like a few wisps of breeze in his ears, he has been comfortable to his heart.

Yuwentai smiled. This is a popular love song by the Bahe River, and she must have secretly learned it during the days when she liked to go out and dance in taverns.

He stood a little stupidly outside the bead curtain, hesitated, and reached out to pull the bead curtain.

"Atai."

Ran Ying said: "I learned this song very early, and I always wanted to sing it to you." There was never a chance. When I was in Jinyang, I thought I would never have a chance again. ”

Yu Wentai didn't speak, suddenly smiled silently, turned around and went out again.

There were only a few hours left, only a few hours left, and she was his wife.

From then on, morning and twilight, plaice and luice.

When the maids finally helped the dressed Ran Ying into the wedding hall at the wedding ceremony in the evening of the next day, he felt his heart suddenly jump high, and then stopped at the highest place.

He just stared at Ran Ying in a daze, as if this was an illusion that could not be confirmed.

The girl was dressed in a snow-white light gauze wedding dress with a golden belt around her waist.

Walking slowly, the skirt flew lightly with the footsteps, as if a fairy was riding the wind.

Her face was covered with a golden fan, and her flower-like face was hidden behind the folding fan, and only the coral begonia hairpin in her hair was exposed from the side.

The maid helped the bride to walk in front of Yuwentai. He was suddenly in a trance.

This is the Ah Ying he has in mind.

From that hurried glance on the official road outside Chang'an City three years ago, his and her fates were wonderfully intertwined. He tossed and turned for her, and worked hard. The thread of fate was thin and murmuring, broken and continued, continued and broken, and after several tosses, he finally led her to him.

"Childe, but fan, but fan."

Seeing him standing still, Monalo on the side reminded him in a whisper.

"Ah Ying......" He half-raised his hand and called softly.

The fan in the bride's hand flickered, and half of her forehead was accidentally exposed.

His forehead was covered with snow-white lead powder, smooth and white as the moon peeking out from behind a mountain.

There was a stir in his chest, and when he reached out, Ran Ying's makeup, snow-white face was in front of him.

The heart that hung high fell abruptly.

This is the bride of his dreams.

Ran Ying had two bright red faces on her lips, and looked at Yu Wentai with a smile.

This handsome and incomparable man, with his hair tied in a neat bun and wearing a snow-white wedding dress, was slender and straight, looking at her with love.

At this time, the servant Rangi, who had been guarding the door, walked in from outside, holding an agarwood box in his hand.

The crowd looked at him.

"Childe, ma'am." He said, "Someone sent this just now, saying that it was a wedding gift for the son and his wife. ”

"Who sent it?" Yu Wentai asked.

"I don't know. It was a gorgeously dressed teenager, who put down his gift and left. ”

Yuwentai said to Ran Ying: "I don't know who it is, I specially sent a gift and didn't come in to watch the ceremony." ”

Ran Ying was also puzzled: "Let's go out and have a look, maybe we haven't gone far yet." ”

The two walked to the door holding hands and looked around, but there was still a shadow of someone on the street in the twilight.

Yu Wentai was puzzled, turned around and opened the wooden box in Fu Lanji's hand, and inside was a pair of crystal cups, lying quietly on the dark blue velvet, shining in the night and the reflection of the candle flame.

The gold cup, jade cup, agate cup, and Yuwentai have it, but only this crystal cup, let alone Ran Ying, even Yuwentai has never seen it.

Crystal is harder than jade and agate, making it very difficult to polish. However, the pair of crystal cups in the wooden box are smooth and translucent, crystal flawless, and are obviously the best materials and workmanship.

Yu Wentai was even more puzzled: "Who sent such a valuable gift, but didn't want to show up?" He looked at Ran Ying, his eyes full of inquiry.

Ran Ying reached out and picked up a cup, looked at the light at the door carefully, and suddenly thought of the person who kept bringing all kinds of rare treasures to her when she was in Linji.

It's been so happy lately, and she doesn't think much about a lot of the past.

However, who else in this world would bother to collect all kinds of treasures like this?

"It's him......" She couldn't help but walk down the stairs and look around blindly in the deserted street, trying to find the weak figure hidden in some corner of the street.

But the streets were dark and empty, and there was nothing.

Ran Ying stood on the empty and dim street, and her heart suddenly fell and fell, as if she was lost.

At the other end of the street, in a carriage hidden in the alley, a thin young man in white leaned against the wall of the car, lightly closed the window, and silently watched the gate with a lantern hanging on the other side of the street.

His face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

But through the crack in the window, he couldn't take his eyes off the white figure on the street.

That snow-white figure was looking around the street, looking for him, right?

She was so beautiful as a bride, exactly like what he had seen in his dreams countless times.

The corners of his mouth raised a gentle smile slightly: "Fool, don't look for it, how can this king let you find it?" ”

I really hope that you can grow old with him.

I really hope that all your dreams will not be shattered again.

Really hopefully, you won't lose anything again.

Yingying, this time, I am sincerely, I wish you happiness.

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